Page 90 of Bleeding Blackheart

I drag my fingers up and down his arm slowly. “Can I have a hint?”

He smirks. “Your hint is that you’ll stay quiet until we get there and enjoy what I have planned. If you spoil my surprise, I’m taking you home and spanking you for being so damn bad.”

I pinch his leg playfully. “Well, you owe me a spanking if I behave.”

He bursts into laughter, gripping the wheel with both hands as he speeds ahead.

When we get about twenty minutes past home, he pulls off the main road into a small strip with local stores I’m not familiar with. After we park and get out of the car, he leads me up to a flower shop.

I hold his hand while we walk inside, inhaling the fresh fragrance from the blooms. We meander through the shop, looking at the different selections and flower accessories they have.

I lean into Gunner while my eyes roam around the room. “It’s beautiful here.”

He kisses the top of my head. “It is.”

The lady from the checkout counter comes up to us, asking if we need any help. I think that Gunner’s going to tell her we’re alright when he makes a request out of nowhere. “I’d like four dozen assorted tulips.”

She goes away to get his order ready, and I pull him to the side. “What are those for?”

“They’re for you, Montana.”

I stand there dumbfounded. The flowers are brought out a few minutes later, and I can barely hold all of them in my hands. Gunner pays a crazy amount of money for all forty-eight buds, and I can’t stop laughing when we get back to the car. “I’ve never had this many flowers given to me in my life.”

He takes a whiff of his purchase, looking pleased. “I’ve never bought that many flowers at a single time.”

I hold the overflowing bouquet as best as I can while we head in the opposite direction, past home again. “Where to now?”

Gunner ignores me like I haven’t said a word, and I sit quietly, enjoying the ride while we head to the city.

I grip Gunner’s arm like a nervous child while we walk through a sex store. He walks around slowly, inspecting everything. “Have you ever used a vibrator, Montana?”

“No.”

Gunner stops in his tracks in front of a lime green dildo with antennas on it. “Really?”

“Yes, really,” I whisper. “I lived with my father up until seven months ago, and I was always worried he’d hear it if I got one. He stopped by my room unannounced a lot. So no. I’ve never tried one.”

He shakes his head, smiling. “We’ll get you something to try today. And if you like it, we’ll come back soon and try out some others.”

“Okay.” I walk beside him, letting him be my guide while he takes me down an aisle of remote-controlled gadgets. There’s a plethora of options. I wouldn’t know where to begin with picking something.

Gunner shows me a wide range of vibrating dildos and thrusters, but they’re all a little intimidating. Especially the ones bigger than his dick. I rub my arms nervously. “I think I’d prefer to start with something we can use together?”

He wraps his arm around me and leads me in the next aisle with options that seem mostly external. Picking up a tiny white box, he hands it to me. “This is a bullet vibrator. You can use it alone, or we can use it together. You can wear it in your pussy while I fuck your ass for example.”

I blush, looking around to see if anyone heard him, and he laughs, showing me something else. “We’re the only ones in here, Montana.” He passes me another box. “Thisis a cock ring. I can wear it around my dick, and you can press your pussy against that vibrating piece right there while you ride me. It stimulates your clit, and it’ll make you come very fast.”

“Cock ring. Got it.”

I put the box back on the shelf, and he shows me two others. “These are butt plugs. They have non-vibrating ones, but these vibrate. You can keep it in your ass while we’re in any position.”

Out of everything I’ve seen, this is the one thing I’m sold on so far. “Can I have the red one?”

Gunner smiles with satisfaction. “Of course. The red will look fantastic in you.”

We go further down the row while he teaches me what a million different things are. At the end of the row are very big boxes with devices that look like microphones. Gunner grabs my hips and pulls me in front of him. “These are massage wands. I can use this all over your body, but you might like having it up against your clit while I’m inside you.” He points to one on the top shelf. “That red one would go great with your butt plug.”

I glance up at the object, both eager and intimidated to try it. Gunner squeezes my shoulders, giving me encouragement. “Let’s get it. Let’s see if you like it, and if you don’t, you never have to use it again.”

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